But my nerves relaxed when he smiled reassuringly seconds later, turning on his bed so that he could get closer to me.
"okay but why?" he asked,
"becauseeeee," I tried to continue but I couldn't; I was too
distracted by his eyes.,"
"I," I stuttered my words. "I ... uh ... like you."
"I like you too," he smiled.
"No," I shook my head, my breathing so heavy I was sure he
could hear it.
"I mean, I really like
you." i murmured.
"I know," he touched my laps gently, I felt the heat radiating from his body.
"I like you too." he repeated,
"What?" My voice raised a few notches, only seconds from being a screech.
"I have seen the way you look at me." He smiled, moving back and sitting on the edge of his bed.
"After a while, I guess I started looking at you the same way. I'm glad it was not
noticeable though. If other students saw it, I could get into trouble." he added calmly,
"Why?" I asked curiously. "I am a big girl?"
"But you are my student," he frowned. "That is kind of a big no no in my ethics." he answered,
"Oh," I frowned, "I should probably go."
I turned quickly, just ready to leave his room. {though very happy to learn that he was lusting after me as well.
"Judith," his voice echoed in my head as i tried to stand, I felt his hand caressing my left knee, my entire body lit up like fireworks.
I turned around quickly, my heart
pounding so loudly that it was all I could hear. His hand had touched me.
In the last couple
months of being in his class, I could not remember a time in
which he had touched me. Even when submitting my assignment book, our bodies never once came in contact with one another.
“Yes?” I answered,
“Never mind,” he sighed, hanging his head down low as he took off his hand from my body.
“What is it?” I asked with concern, “Is
something the matter?”
“You should probably go.” He murmured, avoiding making eye contact with me.
“I truly don’t want to go,” I held my ground, resisting the urge to
slam my foot against the ground.
“I want to be here with you.” i added shamelessly,
“I can’t” he shook his head at me before breaking eye contact once again.
“You can’t what?” I asked, “Tell me.”
“I can’t touch you,” he answered with a sad look hanging in
his eyes.
“Why not?” I wondered aloud.
“You are a student and a little girl, you seem not to know what you are up against.” He looked up at me, trying to give a reassuring smile, but it was not working.
“moreover I can’t risk it.” he murmured under his breath, dashing my hopes.
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